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DEPRESSION ESCAPED I cry, I sigh, I grind my teeth and pull my hair. I see the devil in his lair, waiting to devour me. Screaming demons dance with glee, raising a cacophony. I am slowly sinking down in this morass my soul has found. Just as it envelops me, I raise my head and laugh instead Self-pity I deny thee. |
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